A leaf spins in the wind, caught and torn, it flutters to the ground, resting, it’s green body shimmers in the light, already beginning to diminish and die. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Forgotten Memories (poem #430)
Holding onto the words spoken and dreaming in the quiet night of the world, falling into an abyss of forgotten memories. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Golden Package (poem #429)
Golden package, materials combustible silvery lining, colors robust. Describe to me your contents, tell me your artificial lies. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Glass Bowl (poem #428)
Glass bowl, cracked filled with false fruit ornate and clear but dusty. Thank you for reading! -Alina
Borrowed Beaches [poem #426]
“Borrowed beaches pressed with fine sand…”